Which will for ever on my conscience lie.

_Are_. Then good _Philaster,_ give him scope and way
In what he saies: for he is apt to speak
What you are loth to hear: for my sake do.

_Phi_. I will.

[ _Enter_ Pharamond.

_Pha_. My Princely Mistress, as true lovers ought,
I come to kiss these fair hands; and to shew
In outward Ceremonies, the dear love
Writ in my heart.

_Phi_. If I shall have an answer no directlier,
I am gone.

_Pha_. To what would he have an answer?

_Are_. To his claim unto the Kingdom.

_Pha_. Sirrah, I forbear you before the King.

_Phi_. Good Sir, do so still, I would not talk with you.

_Pha_. But now the time is fitter, do but offer
To make mention of right to any Kingdom,
Though it be scarce habitable.